Monday, 27 February 2012

Ibis.

I am such a huge fan of adding textures and gradients to a photo.
It can take blah, to ahh.
This is such an ordinary, boring photo of an ibis, which was taken a few days ago when my daughter and I went to feed the ducks. With the use of a few different textures, and a play with the colour,
I think it is now has a bit more depth and interest.

And this one, at the beach. It just adds something moody to the image, which wasn't really visible or noticeable before.

Sunday, 26 February 2012

Playing with colour....


I love how gradients give us endless possibilities with colour in our photos.
Just playing around with an old  photo of my children...




Angel.


I absolutely love these two images. My co worker's daughter allowed me to practice on her children a few years back, and these photos turned out so well. Its a pity I took them in jpeg, ( being a beginner, I had not realised the importance of raw format ) but that said, they are still, in my opinion, capturing a moment of innocence and beauty. 





At the time this shot was taken, the sun was shining on her head, she looked up and closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of the light on her face.
Beautiful.

Thursday, 23 February 2012

Those eyes....


It took a lot of bribery to get my boy to let me photograph him. 
I guess he is getting older, and mum sticking a camera in his face is far more 
excruciating than it was when he was 2. Poor kid.
But I love remembering him, like this. One day he will be even bigger than he is now,
 and I don't ever want to forget how sweet, serious and lovely he was at 5. 


This is the "do I have to, mum" look....


...fine, Ill look at the camera.


Got it! xxx Love you Tarq.

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

Little Miss Zel.



Every mother loves her child explicitly. I am no exception. I adore this girl.
 Her innocence, curiosity and her happy nature, expressed in all those funny little ways, 
frowns, smiles and laughter.
All those beautiful things that we love about children.
I have the privilege of watching her growing up. Such a honour and blessing.

These were taken yesterday, on our morning walk.
Just had to share them with the world.














Sunday, 19 February 2012

Minnie May.


It was a cold day when I caught up with this beautiful, special family last year in spring. 
Minnie May came into her parents lives, to fill it with wonder, beauty and joy. It was a hard and long journey, and when their precious daughter was finally placed in their arms, all those puzzle pieces fell into place. No matter where they went, they were all now home, with each other. 
And she really is a precious child, eyes wide open, taking the world in and charming us all while she runs by.

Her mummy told me a lady bug in China has a very special meaning, luck. 
How appropriate that she got to dress up in a ladybug costume!














"Born not from our flesh, 

but born in our hearts, 

you were longed for and wanted 

and loved from the start"

Author: unknown

Friday, 17 February 2012

Peek-a-Boo Mr Snail....


Hi there.

Rose in the Garden.

Just a few photos of a rose in my David Austin section in the garden. I've completely forgotten it's name, but it's delicate smell, and beautiful petals make the straggly bushes worth their while! 







One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that we all tend to put off living.
We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden,
over the horizon,
instead of enjoying the roses 
blooming outside our windows TODAY.  -  Dale Carnegie.


Dead, furry spider.


This shot was taken after the fly spray....
There is no way in the world you will ever get me taking a picture of that furry black thing unless it was well and truly dead.

Let the ants have him, I say......


Sunday, 12 February 2012

Preying Mantis ( playing with macro ).


A little green guy visited our garden a few weeks ago, and I never got around to editing the photos. So, here he is. Kinda cute, hey! Wait till you see the gory spiders Iv got for you next!








Hurt no living thing:
Ladybird, nor butterfly,
Nor moth with dusty wing.
~Christina Georgina Rossetti